‘I was bringing some shirts down here and Claire was bent over the dryer. Before we knew it, we were hooked up.’ I looked around the laundry room....Stacks of clean laundry were on every horizontal surface. Claire had been busy in more ways than one. ‘What the hell…?’ I stammered, but she interrupted. ‘I wanted to do my laundry, but I didn’t have enough whites to make a full load.’ ‘And…’ I said. ‘So, I went through the kid’s closets and found more soiled clothes–too much for a single load. Then. Came back on the line. The missiles are now being launched." How long will it be before they reach their targets?" Between twenty five and thirty five minutes, depending on the targets." Do you have any further information about where their missiles are headed?" One definitely looks as if it's going to Moscow. The two going toward Europe appear to be headed for Paris and Geneva. We're trying to figure out the exact trajectory of the fourth one, the one that's headed for the United States. It. I couldn’t take it, I decided then that I would have her no matter the cost. So I climbed in the open window as quietly as I could and walked to the bed. I was nervous, shaking, but years of her teasing me and never quite giving me anything had run their course, I was going to fuck her regardless of the consequences. I reached forward and touched her pussy, it was so soft and just a little moist, I started to rub my finger up and down her slit making her shift a little in her sleep. I stopped. The offer has been on the table for some time, and I have been procrastinating because I didn’t know what I wanted to do about him. At any rate, he was at first shocked, and then questioning me about what his new job would be. When I told him I didn’t have a job for him, he became quite upset. ‘I have told my son that his future is in his own hands. He supposedly has a college education and some experience, and it is now up to him to make his way in the world. I will be no longer able to help.